1. My eyes are sacrificed for your eyes
And all the gold and jewels in the universe

2. I see the darkness has veiled my sight
And shed tears from all my eyes

3. And cast me into my prison like Joseph
And came between my joys and me

4. And I swear if seeing you is realized
I will find in comfort what I see in torment

5. For I have become in sorrow and moan
And my heart is between fatigue and where

6. And the dawn of youth did not gift me sleep
To an eye that fell captive to sadness

7. It tosses my body in the sheets of illness
As if I am on the embers of hellfire

8. Afflictions prolonged despite the promise
That gave me hope but now in it despair

9. And the rude one threatens me openly
With his drawn sword in both hands

10. And my pact with water is life to my soul
So why am I thirsty with the water of my eyes

11. Oh God, what an arrow and wound
That strikes with every common and vile thing

12. Did it go in the path of God and get wounded
And so tasted the injustice of Hussein?

13. So I sleep every night depressed
With struggle between sleep and me

14. I stay up and my companion the bat at night
And my state with it is the worst of two states

15. That one is tired of the light in its eyes
While I grieve the veil on my two eyelids

16. And I stretch out to the darkness my palms in woe
And am most miserable in the two darknesses

17. You see me turning away from all light
So did I dispute the light of the two lights?

18. Youth flees from me so I flee from it
As if the light seeks me for a debt

19. And I incline to the darkness with the swoon of passion
Drawing near to its beloved with the two eyelashes

20. May God reward sickness with the reward of good
For it has refined me and removed my impurity

21. And I have become with what I got from the nights
Distinguishing between one sincere and false

22. My hopes were hindered and I was prevented from what
My soul and eyes incline towards its beauty

23. When I wanted to scent myself with perfume one day
I placed my hand over my two eyebrows

24. And enough of flirting, my book is sealed
And I leave talking with two griefs

25. And I have excused the pain and returned to hope
In the Healer of existence, Lord of the two dawns

26. My God, my Master, my aid, my hope
My protection, my recompense, Remover of my affliction

27. I complain to the white paper because
The light of the two blacks has dried me today

28. And my inkwell has dried up while it weeps
At how long my absence has been

29. And my pens, how they split because
I was deprived of touching them with two fingers

30. Today I have become illiterate and must
Fulfill my religion without book arts

31. So my ignorance is a lesson and sickness another
And my eye has shown me two lessons

32. Why don't I eulogize my state with regrets
And my sighs rise to the two tombs